Free Bear Treble (Highland Brothers 4) by Meredith Clarke, Ally Summers

strokes until she was quivering and pulsing. Her thighs clutched against the side of his face, and her hips bucked into his tongue, sending it deeper inside as she came with utter abandonment, feeling his love for her as she was consumed by the orgasm he gave her.
    Dylan smiled between her legs and kissed each of her thighs. “That’s what I couldn’t stop thinking about.” He lowered her hips to the couch and rose to slide the jeans from his muscular legs.
    She whimpered when she saw his pulsing erection. She wanted him so badly.
    “Dylan, please. God, I want you.”
    He lowered himself on top of her, letting her taste her own juices from his lips. “I want you too,” he growled. “Hold on.”
    He sat back on his heels and grabbed a blanket. He stepped off the couch and spread it on the floor in front of the hearth. In two steps he had Layla in his arms and nestled her in front of the fire.
    “You’re so sexy and beautiful.” His hands trailed over her skin where the firelight glowed. “And mine,” he added.
    “Yes.” She reached up with her hand. “All yours.”
    He hooked his fingers under her panties and skirted them over her hips. He pushed her knees wide with his palms as he positioned the tip of his cock against her.
    “Wait,” she whispered. “I want something too,” she teased.
    She began to wiggle along the blanket, until she was underneath him, staring up at his rock-solid body and his shaft was at her chin. She reached out with her tongue and licked the tip. Dylan groaned and his hips dipped lower.
    The more her tongue moved along his shaft, the deeper he pushed in her mouth. His skin was silky and soft and he moved in and out, filling her with drops of salty sweet dew. She sucked against him, loving how he felt, wanting him to come like this, wanting her mouth to give him the kind of pleasure he deserved. But just as his thrusts grew deeper his hand wrapped around his cock and he backed away.
    His eyes glistened. “You are dangerous, Layla.”
    She licked her lips, savoring the taste of him. “As dangerous as your bear?” she taunted.
    “You tell me,” he said as he slid her back in front of him. “Because my bear wants to do all kinds of things to you.”
    “Like what?” She wanted to know. She wanted to know how he wanted her. How he wanted to be inside her. She wanted to know if he wanted the same things she did.
    “Like take you like this, until you’re singing for me to stop.” He smiled. “And flip you over on your belly and drive into you deep.” She felt the flutter in her core and a new wetness between her legs. “And he wants to lick and suck you until you’ve lost count of how many times you’ve come.”
    Her nipples hardened with each word. Dylan slid a hand between her legs and his eyes lit when he felt the new heat there. “Which way turns you on the most?”
    “All of it. I want everything single you said.” Her knees fell to the side, exposing every bare inch of skin she had. She wanted him to claim her this time while she knew it.
    “Oh, Layla,” he groaned, hoisting himself up and pointing his cock at her entrance.
    “Fuck me, Dylan,” she pleaded with a soft smile on her lips. “Give me your cubs. Let me hear your true voice.”
    The deep roar reverberated around the room as he sank his shaft deep inside her. Layla screamed as the steel rod pierced her, sending a chorus of ecstasy through her limbs. The music echoed in her ears as he wildly pumped in and out of her. She’d never felt so full and whole.
    He lowered his head to suck on one nipple while he pinched and rolled the other between his fingers.
    “Oh yes,” she cried as the fullness of him spread her wider. She stretched around him knowing her body was meant for him. They fit so perfectly together, giving and taking from the other.
    Dylan sat forward drawing his lips over her stomach, before flipping her face down. She wiggled back aching for him. His large hands settled on her hips, tilting